Chapter Fifty-Six: Wise Courtesy
A leaf of spiritual power turned into a knife, and Shen Moli tried to throw a stab butterfly body. The crystal butterfly waved its wings, and the faint crushed ice spread out from the butterfly's wings, scattering the knives. The crushed ice powder like ice and snow gathered in the wind and swirled, engulfing the Green Leaf Spirit Knife in the blink of an eye.
The shattered ice of the Melting Spirit Knife swirled and intensified, making seven or eight ice chains in the identity of the Bijing Butterfly, and the butterfly wings were repeated between the locks. The Bijing Butterfly, which was still struggling to find its way between the ice locks, was behind the ice chain when it returned to its back, and the ice storm shook violently, and suddenly spread out to the surrounding area. The constant ice storm will be blocked by Shen Moli, who is blocked by the spirit mask, and it will be pushed straight back for dozens of miles before it stops slightly.
Between the wings of the crystal butterfly and the ice butterfly, a voice suddenly sounded: "I can know the heavens and the earth, and use your courage to exchange my news, how about it?"
As soon as the words came out, Shen Moli looked at Bijing Butterfly suspiciously. Earlier, she saw the Bijing butterfly butterfly turn black and fly to the tree demon, and she was already suspicious. Now it seems that Bijing Butterfly was looking for the tree demon to report the news that she and Shen Mubei had stepped into the secret passage, so as to ask for the spiritual power of the tree demon.
Bijing Butterfly has existed in the secret passage for 10,000 years, and it is good to have Bijing Butterfly help to investigate. It's just that Bijing Butterfly's demand for soul power seems to be huge, and the tree demon spirit is deep and fertile, and the supply of Bijing Butterfly has little loss to itself.
The crystal butterfly in front of her should have been attracted by her spiritual strength, so she opened her mouth to seek mutual benefit. However, although the spirit inherited by the worm in her body is also powerful, it is impossible for her to use the power of the spirit at will.
Looking at the crushed ice powder of the butterfly wings to refill the full Bijing Butterfly, Shen Moli suddenly had a prediction in his mind: someone will re-enter this secret passage after she leaves, and the Bijing Butterfly will regain its soul power and regenerate the crushed ice powder. She has no way of knowing the strength of her predecessors, if she doesn't appease Bijing Butterfly, let Bijing Butterfly disperse to report to her predecessors, and be killed by her predecessors, then her situation is dangerous.
She coldly pretended to be casual and threw more Biye spiritual power and Bijing Butterfly and said, "Deal." It's just that I don't need any news yet, and this little spiritual power is given to you, all because of some sincerity in cooperation. ”
It is true that he can't look down on the sporadic spiritual power that Shen Moli has exerted, but since Shen Moli has already proposed an exchange intention, Bijing Butterfly has not said anything more. Its butterfly wings vibrated thinly, ingesting Shen Moli's spiritual power as much as it sucked in, and flew forward again.
Shen Moli secretly sighed lightly, the spiritual power she threw out was a lot to her, but it was not worth mentioning to the strong. She didn't know the depth of the strength of the Bijing Butterfly, but the spiritual creatures that survived by their strength could not be underestimated.
I still remember that Shen Mubei snatched the crushed ice powder at that time and almost exploded. At that time, the Bijing Butterfly was not as strong as it was at this time, and the strength of the person who suddenly turned the Bijing Butterfly into a strong person would be above the tree demon. She pretended to soothe Bijing Butterfly, but Bijing Butterfly believed her or sold her, but it was unpredictable. She followed Bijing Butterfly all the way forward to find the flower, and the danger was still unknown.
Thinking cautiously, a slender figure jumped into Shen Moli's eyes. Xuanqing's long clothes fluttered in the wind, the scattered ink hair was not frozen in the ice wind, and the majestic body stepped on the ice grass in the white scenery, giving people an indescribable sense of pride and independence.
Although the back was facing Shen Moli, the god-like figure made Shen Moli's eyes happy. Running forward, Shen Moli hugged the back and said affectionately as if he was a child: "Brother, I miss you so much." In a simple word, it shows her endless connection to family affection.
Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, and in the gap between Shen Moli's running, he had already felt her breath. It's just that he didn't expect her to hug him directly around his waist and put her face on his back. And the words that are intimate and soft with him are pointing to the affection for others.
Compared to his age, it was the first time he had been close to a woman. He is proud of his body and pure heart, and he is usually the existence of the emperor and the god. On weekdays, don't say that a woman hugs her body, even if she stands a few meters closer, she will be shocked out of the sky. But he did not reject Shen Moli's close contact.
The cold ice stretched from Qi Yan's waist from Shen Moli's white fingers, freezing her pair of jade white hands purple and cold pain, and did not make her feel free to let go. She hugged his waist tightly, for fear that as soon as she let go, the family affection that was difficult to return would disappear without a trace.
Wisps of biting cold air penetrated Qi Yan's body and penetrated into Shen Moli's palm, freezing her blood. A chill stabbed his body, causing obvious worry to pass through Shen Moli's eyes. When Shen Mubei absorbed the crushed ice powder earlier, his body was also cold. Nearly two months later, he still hadn't melted the crushed ice powder in his body.
"Miss Shen. After hesitating for a while, Qi Yan finally spoke, and woke up Shen Moli with a word.
Letting go and taking a half step back, Shen Moli looked at the face that was half turned sideways. The face is carved in the same mold as Shen Mubei, but Shen Mubei's Hexi is missing, and the emperor is the king of the world. The strong emperor's breath oppresses people, and with just one glance, it can make the amorphous person cowardly and die to death.
The god-level pressure that was difficult to consume made Shen Moli's eyes flutter for a moment. Fortunately, the strong concentration she had honed through hardships and dangers in her previous life allowed her to return to her sanity after a trance.
"What about my brother?" Shen Moli asked fearlessly, she hadn't forgotten to go out of the secret passage, and it was the man in front of her who finally integrated Shen Mubei into the jade pendant and took it away. At that time, she couldn't save Shen Mubei, so she had to let him go and let him be taken away by Qi Yan, hoping that he could regain a glimmer of life.
But now she suspects that Qi Yan is just rhetoric, and she can solve the cold poison, how can she save Shen Mubei?
As if he could see Shen Moli's thoughts, Qi Yan said lightly: "He is very good, and he is using Mo Lingdan to heal his injuries." Afraid that Shen Moli would not believe it, he took out a bottle of Mo Lingdan from the placket of his clothes and threw it with Shen Moli casually.
Staring at the Mo Lingdan thrown out in the arc, Shen Moli caught it steadily, glanced at Qi Yan, and opened the cap of the pill bottle steadily. It is difficult to find a few grains in the three kingdoms and six seas of Mo Lingdan, but the Abyss Valley is rich in more than enough. Qi Yan threw this casually, if she was distracted and not stable, the consequences would be unpredictable.
Qi Yan and Shen Mubei are not close to each other, she heard the conversation between Shen Mubei and Qi Yan when she went out of the secret road before, and it sounded like the two were familiar with each other, and it was like Shen Mubei rejected Qi Yan. She remembered that it was recorded in ancient books that Mo Lingdan melted and lost its medicinal properties immediately when it met the soil, which may not be a loss to Qi Yan. But without Mo Lingdan, Shen Mubei's cold poison will be difficult to solve for a long time.
As soon as the cap was opened, a unique smell of elixir came to my nose. Shen Moli had never seen Mo Lingdan, but he knew a little about the medicinal properties of this pill.
Lightly poured the pill into his palm, and the strands on Mo Lingdan's fiery strands penetrated the palm into the blood, and suddenly boiled Shen Moli's blood. Rubbing it with your fingers, the slippery Mo Lingdan is not broken and bright under the rubbing, and the ink luster is full of lime yellow.
Gazing at the changes in the elixir, Shen Moli knew it in his mind. There are not many pills in the world that turn bright when they are kneaded, and Mo Lingdan is one of them. Compared with other pills, Mo Lingdan's unique aura of Ruolan Ruju is difficult to imitate other pills.
Put Mo Lingdan back into the bottle, Shen Moli handed it back to Qi Yan, this is the elixir to save Shen Mubei, she treasures it like a treasure, and there is no wanton throwing it away by Qi Yan.
"Dare to ask Childe, how is my brother doing now?" asked Shen Moli. Shen Mubei is still in the other party's hands, life and death are unknown, she knows in her heart that she needs to be polite with the other party.